Chapter 551

Yolanda hesitated, biting her lip before reluctantly saying, “Alicia designed it. She fine-tuned the robot, Lina, previously.”

Dorian raised an eyebrow in mild surprise. “Alicia? Wasn’t she known as a fragile woman who curated famous artworks? How could she be familiar with technology?”

A memory then struck him. Right after Caden's return, Alicia had contributed to a highly successful project. “Did she ever study technology?” Dorian queried.

Knowing Alicia well, Yolanda replied, “No, she studied art. However, she passionately explores technology as a hobby.”

Dorian whispered, “She really has a knack for it, doesn’t she?”

Yolanda bristled. After all, Dorian was a celebrated figure in the tech community, and both Caden and Corey had been his students. And here he was, praising Alicia. “Dad, I need you to fix the problem, not praise Alicia!” she exclaimed.

Dorian answered gravely, “I’ve done what I can. The next step is cloning a new chip, but that will take time.”

Yolanda’s heart skipped a beat. “Dad, are you saying you can’t fix it?”

“It’s not impossible, unless you convince Alicia to assist,” Dorian explained. “She holds the source code, and her voice is recorded. We can’t reset to factory settings without her.”

Yolanda turned pale. “I would do anything but ask Alicia for help!”

Furthermore, Alicia was unlikely to help. Dorian remained unmoved by Corey's predicament. He suggested, “Then let Corey face the consequences. It’s better if you distance yourself from him. He’s no good. Claiming another’s work as his own—isn’t that stealing?”

Yolanda pondered her agreement with Corey and realized she was trapped. “Then I’ll sort it out myself,” she replied, taking the chip.

Dorian wasn’t surprised by her determination. Alone with his daughter, he said frankly, “I know you’ve had feelings for Caden. That’s why, when Caden sought my help, I sent you here—to give you both a chance. I’m well aware of your capabilities. You can’t fix this alone.”

Her involvement with Caden stemmed solely from Dorian’s machinations. Yolanda’s eyes blazed with anger. “What are you implying? Are you saying I’m incompetent?”

Dorian responded, “I want you to think clearly and stop wasting time.”

As she considered her years of hard work being so casually dismissed, Yolanda felt a surge of bitterness. “So what can you offer me? This frail body?”

Dorian’s eyes narrowed. He knew he owed Yolanda a great deal. “Don’t worry. If it’s Caden you want, I’ll make sure you get him,” he responded, already formulating a plan. “Turning him into a son-in-law who lives under his wife’s roof isn’t hard.”